Serving the Bad Boy: War Hawks MC

by Carmen Faye

  This shouldn’t have hurt so much. It was a simple affair that was supposed to teach her a bit about herself. She knew that he had been planning something, but so was she. Would it work? She wasn’t sure since the person she had to talk to could go either way when it came to her, but she’d try.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

  7 months later1

  It had been a hard few months, but he was finally going home. There were so many times that Matt wanted to pick up his cell and call Emmy, but that was before he’d been taken as a prisoner of war. It hadn’t been for long, thank god, but for two months of his life he’d been treated like the lowest piece of shit and beaten within an inch of his life. While he was there, he figured out that Emmy was a gift that was given to him to help him during that period of time.

  During the fifty-nine days he’d been held captive, he’d thought about her every day. He’d thought of her before that, but when he was in there, he thought of her smile, her laugh, and the way she always tried to make everything positive. He’d talked to physiatrists and counselors to make sure his mind was alright before he was released to the civilian population, and all he could think about was Emmy. Since he no longer had her phone number and he didn’t have enough information to contact her, he hoped that she found his dog tags that he’d dropped into her bag at the last minute.

  He hadn’t seen his childhood home in the last few years, as his mother liked to come to where he was or close to it so she could see the world. His key still fit into the lock, and he pushed open the door, hoping that she didn’t have a surprise party waiting for him. The house was quiet, and there was a note and a plate of food on the counter.

  Well, he didn’t want a big showing for his return, but one person there would have been nice. He dropped his bag near the door and sat down at the table feeling mentally and physically exhausted. He was a civilian now, and he hoped that he could start feeling like it, because now he just felt old and alone.

  He was stupid to push Emmy away like he had, but he didn’t feel like he’d had a choice. She’d left for the Philippines as planned because she wasn’t at any hotel nor was she in the airport… he’d checked. It wasn’t like he was going to cover any different information, but he just wanted to say something. He regretted not telling her he loved her, but at the time, his reasons for not telling her were solid.

  “Would you like me to warm up your food for you?” a soft voice that sounded familiar said, and he remembered that his mother had taken up a border to help with the bills and rent. It was rude to not introduce himself, but he supposed that she knew who he was since she wasn’t freaking out with a man just walking in the house.

  “That’s alright. I think I just I’ll head up to bed.” He looked over to see the shapely woman taking the plate and putting it in the microwave anyway. “Is my mother home?”

  “She’s out at bowling tonight, but she’ll be home shortly.” The woman was moving around the kitchen, and her sweet smell was as arousing as it was familiar. Getting hot for a woman in the same house your mother took her morning coffee and talked to her friend Glenda in was not cool at all, but he didn’t seem to be able to stop it.

  There was something about her that was making him horny as hell, but that couldn’t be right. It was like the lights had been turned off when Emmy left…. Or rather when he had to go on a mission and pushed her away. There had been opportunities for him to do something sexual, but he just wasn’t interested.

  The woman seemed to be flirting with him, and that was turning on so very many buttons. When he’d talked to his mother and she told him about her roommate, she was always so happy to talk about her. The funny thing was he’d suggested a roommate for her long ago and nearly got his ear chewed off, so either his mother needed additional money, which was hard to believe, or she had a soft spot for this woman in some way.

  She slid the plate across the table, and he looked up to thank her, but no words left his mouth. Emmy stood there looking like everything he’d ever wanted in his life, and he didn’t know if the mental instability that the doctors had been throwing around were true, or if she were really standing right in front of him.

  “Matt? Say something.” She stood there looking like the angel he thought she was, but her eyes held an anxiety that only came when you weren’t sure if you were going to be rejected or not. That was certainly not the case when it came to her, but he could see how it would seem that way.

  “Are you really here?” He put his hand to her face and stroked her cheek.

  “That’s the first thing you can ask?” She laughed and snuggled up to his hand. “Yes, I’m really here.”

  “When, why, how…?” The questions just kept coming, and he didn’t know how to stop them but decided to just shut his mouth so she could tell him the answers to some of the questions.

  “Well, I called your mother from the hotel and asked if she knew of an apartment I could rent near her. She asked why, and I told her that you didn’t want me to wait for you because you’d seen what waiting had done to her, but I was going to wait anyway. I hoped that she’d let me wait near her so that I’d have more information about you. When I got here, she said that I could start off here and then maybe we could look for an apartment later if it didn’t work out.”

  “You’ve been here with my mother the whole time I was away?” he asked, amazed that his mother could keep a secret for so long. “Why didn’t she tell me that you were here?”

  “She said you never asked. There were times I’d hear her talk about her roommate and what we were doing, but you didn’t seem that interested.” She looked like that knowledge hurt, and he could understand that, but she looked like she needed a bit more information about where his mind was at the time of those calls.

  “I wasn’t, but that was because I didn’t know it was you. I thought she was trying to set me up with someone and I didn’t really want to hear much about her. If she would have said your name, we could have been chatting for a good while now.”

  “The why is that I started this trip to learn about myself, and I did that. I learned that I was strong and capable of making my own decision, and the first one I made was that I wanted a real relationship with you, but I knew that you didn’t want me to wait. That wasn’t your decision, but I let you have your time without me, hoping you would spend your time thinking about me.” The smile on her face told him she thought she was pretty witty, and he’d have to agree.

  “It’s been hard the last few months.”

  “I’d heard. When you’d gotten captured, we didn’t know anything about it, and the only time they told us about it was when it was over.” She put her hand on his face and watched him try to figure all this out. “We were denied access to come and see you, but your mother sent you packages and I added to them.”

  “Yes, I got them, but I wanted you.” He told her, looking like he still couldn’t believe she was in front of his eyes.

  “I’ve been here waiting for my prince to arrive, or at least ask about me.”

  He drew his fingers down her cheek, and when he got to her neck, he saw the dog chain that had his name, age, and social security number on it.

  “You wear this?” he asked her solemnly.

  “Ever since I saw that you put it in my luggage, I haven’t been without it.” She must have noticed that he wasn’t going to eat anything. “If you’re still tired, I’m sure your mother wouldn’t mind if you didn’t see her until tomorrow.” She stood there, wringing her hands, and he didn’t think he’d seen behavior like that since he first met her. Was she nervous, self-conscious, weirded out by his new appearance?

  “I stick by my earlier words that say that I’m not really hungry and would like to lay down, but I want to add another few words to go with that.” He studied her and could almost taste her skin from where he stood, but he was tired of his imagination.

  “What could that be?” She said as she watched him get a glass from the cupboard and getting a cup of coffee.
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  With a smile on his face and in his heart, he couldn’t believe his good fortune of having this woman with him. She’d have to convince him to let her go, and it would have to be a strong argument or he’d have to feel that she was done. Her being in his childhood home and living with his mother was a good sign that she wanted to try for something serious.

  “I love you, Emmy.”

  Her eyes got wide, and she started blinking really quickly. He’d always been slightly unsettled by her tears, but these were going to be happy ones. It was something he’d never said to another woman, but when he was locked away from civilization and thinking of his regrets, he didn’t have many but that one loomed over him like a black cloud. He knew that he’d get the opportunity to fix that error, but he had no idea it would be this soon.

  “I love you too, Matt.” She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him all over his face.

  “I’ve wanted to say that for a good long while, but that wasn’t the word I thought of when I first figured out you were in the home of my childhood.”

  “It wasn’t?” She looked puzzled, and he could barely contain his pleasure over how his life had turned out.

  “No, it was before that. Where are you sleeping?” The house was only so big, and it only had two bedrooms. Would his mother have made her sleep on the couch, or had she bought a cot?

  “I’m sleeping in your bed. I hope you don’t mind. Your mother said you wouldn’t have a problem with it.”

  He set her down and away from him because after all he’d been through in the last few months, his body had been shut down. However, now it felt like he was on fire, and his nerves were just waking up after a long slumber.

  “You look upset, Matt. Are you angry?”

  “Angry? Why? Because you’re in my bed? Emmy that’s the best place in the world for you. I’m not mad about that at all. I think you have confused my angry face with my lust-filled face. Just thinking about you rubbing around in my sheets and resting your head on my pillow has me so hard I can barely see.” He told her honestly.

  “Alright,” she said trying to give him a smile. “Then, what was the word that came to mind when you saw me then?”

  “Run.”

  Emmy took off in a fit of giggles, and this time she had a little more room to move, and she’d better move quickly because he was ready, hungry, and now happy for the future that looked so bright he was going to need suntan lotion.

  THE END

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  I WANTED AN ADVENTURE, INSTEAD I FOUND A MONSTER

  AURORA

  When he walked into my life, I knew there was no going back.

  Hunter does whatever he must to get what he wants.

  When his dark eyes look at me, I can feel the animal stirring behind them.

  Feel it tempting me. Filling me. Exciting me.

  I wanted an adventure. Instead, I found a monster.

  A monster I never expected.

  A monster that I can’t get enough of.

  A monster who won’t ever let me go.

  HUNTER

  I take what I want. No matter what stands in my way.

  I’ve never felt hunger like this. This need.

  Not until Aurora.

  She made every woman I’ve ever had feel like nothing, and I had to have her, again and again.

  But that was before she ripped open the doors to my past.

  And let loose the monster I’ve tried my best to hide.

  Her soul may belong to God.

  But her a** is MINE.

  ***

  BJORN

  I saved her and doomed my club.

  In this world, the club comes first, the women second.

  But Peyton is different.

  From the moment I had her curves in my hand, I knew she was going to be mine. She set my world ablaze, and I won’t stop until I’ve tamed that fire and put my ring on her finger.

  She’s running from a bastard who wants to wreck her in the worst way possible.

  There’s no way I’m giving her up

  And if the demons want to drag her back to hell.

  They’ll have to go through me.

  ASH

  I DIDN’T ASK HIM TO SAVE ME.

  DANI

  At least, that’s what I thought.

  But Ash taught me what it’s like to be owned. And consumed.

  His chiseled, tattooed body is matched only by his ruthlessness and loyalty.

  And when he stares at me…

  He’s like a volcano about to erupt.

  I feel his rough hands heating my curves.

  His scarred, battle-tested body pinned against my own.

  And even if I could forget those words he growled at me—”You’re mine, forever”—I don't think I would.

  ASH

  A lifetime of riding with the Devil’s Crucifix is about to come to an end and I’m looking to get out before it all comes crashing down.

  I didn’t expect her to come along for a ride.

  Innocent but tough, women like her are always drawn to the flames.

  She’s getting too closed and we both risk getting burned.

  She brings out the animal in me.

  The locked up monster about to explode.

  She may have lit the match.

  But I’m going to blow her world apart.